The Witcher: Elemental Lords

Dorale, people have indeed asked him for it, and many times, but he simply ignored them.

Some inexplicable people were simply unimportant to him. His current work focus is only on two things: first, establishing the Search Space Laboratory, as the previous one has been abandoned; and second, achieving Level Nine as soon as possible.

Apart from these two things, he doesn't need to consider anything else. Some Level Eight friendships are useless.

It's better to have a few hundred tons of meteorites for himself.

Dorale smiled and remained silent.

Old Man Mo sighed and didn't ask further, while Usbor became somewhat interested and said, "What about your clone?"

Dorale sent a few messages, and Usbor understood, but then shook his head. This isn't his area of expertise.

Every wizard has their own area of expertise and their own area of weakness. Silicon-based clones are within the scope of biological wizards, which is not something ordinary people can handle unless they spend a lot of time learning.

Old Man Mo didn't ask any more questions, but instead asked, "How is your laboratory coming along? I heard you built one before?"

Dorale shook his head. "The previous one has been abandoned. This one still lacks a large amount of high-strength metal or similar crystals that can overcome spatial distortion."

Old Man Mo's eyes showed a different color. "I heard you're trading with the Northern Kingdom?"

Dorale smiled faintly, "Negotiations are currently underway, but the chances of success are probably not high."

Old Man Mo nodded. He pointed to the magic circle on the square, "This has already been built with the power of the entire country. Take your time. If it really doesn't work, you can go to the Far North yourself."

Dorale shrugged, "That's the only way."

After chatting for a while, Old Man Mo sighed and said, "Usbor and I only have a little achievement in space and a little in alchemy. We are very ordinary in biology, pharmaceutics, and puppetry. It's up to you young people to play. There are many maze space materials, take whatever you want. In the future, if you have other results, you can tell us."

Dorale nodded solemnly.

He thought for a while and asked softly, "Have the other families gained anything? Have you heard any news?"

Old Man Mo chuckled, "If we, the Glorious Wizard Alliance, haven't gained anything, what can they gain? Even if they have gained something, they probably keep it tightly under wraps. We will know at the next high-level meeting. We will regularly exchange experiences. By the way, you never come to participate, so it's not good if you don't know some things."

Dorale shook his head. He knows more about initial matter and is not suitable for giving it to inexplicable people. Let them play by themselves.

"I have more research projects on my side now and don't want to waste time on this."

Old Man Mo expressed regret. With Dorale's mental strength and activity, it would be easy to bring them some inspiration.

Young people have more ideas, unlike these old people who have solidified their thinking into a certain pattern, but now it is very difficult to cultivate young people, and there is a feeling of a talent gap.

"Looking forward to the day you have time."

Old Man Mo didn't delay Dorale's time any longer, said a few words, and let Dorale leave.

…

Old Man Mo's words gave Dorale some inspiration.

He actually has high-strength materials on hand now.

There is no doubt that initial matter can be converted into high-strength materials. Dorale himself can convert it without going through other people's means.

In addition, there is something else that is particularly strong and very suitable for making materials.

Extraterrestrial creature bones.

This thing is even stronger than the highest-strength diamonds found in the world. It is definitely the first choice for arranging magic circles, and extraterrestrial creature bones naturally have a part of spatial power, which is definitely the first thing for arranging space.

Dorale walked into the space while getting excited.

Why didn't I think of it earlier? This time, I'll scavenge all the bones inside, anyway, they can't possibly find them.

Thinking of doing it, he entered the maze world, and a yellow light covered him. Dorale followed the entrance and stepped into the underground, starting to search inch by inch.

…

The scarab beetle clone is now standing on a high ground, completely silent.

If you don't look carefully, it looks like a stone.

In front of the scarab beetle is a large rainforest.

The sky is gloomy, and a few drops of rain fall on the ground, making a ticking sound.

The rain started to get bigger slowly.

Dorale is used to the rain in the rainforest.

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In the forest in front, there is a decent village built halfway up the mountain. At this time, some people are urgently building buildings and are busy.

Judging from the architectural style, these things built with wood are obviously different from the style of this world.

A square wooden building, similar to a huge wooden palace, is their newly established Great Black Heaven Temple branch.

Above the palace, a magical Great Black Heaven statue stands quietly. Since the building began to take shape, this thing has automatically appeared on it.

Seeing this statue, Dorale knew that this thing was magical and could not get too close. After all, the power of the gods seems to have peculiarities, and he didn't even use the power of the silicon-based clone to peep at the other party.

According to the information currently obtained, the power of the gods has incredible magic, and their magic is the key to resisting the void. Gods and void creatures are actually opposing existences.

Dorale thought that void creatures rely on devouring the worlds in the void to survive, relying on the initial matter born in the void to live, and gods are products used by the world to resist the void. The two are very similar in some places, but there are very big differences. This is all very possible.

Gods need to rely on the power of faith, and the power of faith cannot be separated from living beings and requires a large number of living beings. These gods have to constantly manage their territories. The stronger the territory, the stronger the world, and the stronger the gods, which is mutually beneficial.

Not to mention the intrigue and some other things, from the historical trend, this seems very possible.

Dorale thought of a question, does the world have a real will? Does the world will exist? But from the current analysis, it seems very possible.

If this is the case, does the void have a will?

When Dorale thought of this, countless rules flowing in front of the silicon-based clone that was analyzing the rules, suddenly a white, relatively thick rule appeared in front of Dorale.

Dorale's world was suddenly occupied by the relatively thick rule in front of him. Seeing this rule, Dorale seemed to see the essence of the world. This thick rule ran through the entire world, running through every substance. Its existence seemed to define the existence of space.

This is the real space rule.

Dorale immediately widened his eyes. Is this the rule that defines the essence of space?

Shouldn't this be the last one? Why did it come out now?

When Dorale saw this rule, he seemed to see small points in the void, which were like the finest dyes in an oil painting, jointly forming the oil painting itself, and the small points in front of him jointly formed the world.